Totoka River sleep with the devil you know

Backdate for 02/21?

She admired the opacity of his coat, the dull shine vaguely visible with each passing ray of sunlight. He was following something — a trail? — as was told by his posture. Intrigued, Ying stepped out from hiding and stalked forward, hackles raised but tempered while they stalked on her grounds. A chuff was sounded to catch his attention, though she wandered close enough that she might have already been noticed.